Madela couldn't help but smile at Naerwen. "Now now you don't need to bow your head to us or call us ladies. We are just like you, friends. Before we start are you hungry or thirsty? We can get you something." Shara nodded her head in agreement with all of what Madela said.

Sitting on the edge of her seat Azara watched as the older man charged after the younger. Oh she so did wish Percival would win.